Morning Walk

I just got back from a walk down to the creek. I even took a picture (however, I don't know how to post it). Much of our woods is covered with vines and weeds, and really thorny bushes, some of them with vines extended in order to catch the pants of walkers who dare intrude in their kingdom. However, I found a big stick and made them "bow" and get out of my way. We have two big ravines witch lead to the creek. Both have old rusty huge appliances dumped in them (did I mention OLD). There are broken bottles all over the place which have been there for years, I would estimate. The thorns, I can understand. They belong there, in a sense. I don't know what their purpose is, but God knows, I imagine. The stuff left by people is what bothers me. The run-off rain water has to travel through all that metal before it goes to the creek. Maybe it's an environmental problem, maybe it's not, but it's definitely an eye sore. I guess I could just quit taking walks, but I love to walk through the trees.

When I got to the back yard, I tried to pick all the dandelions I could get and put them in a bag for disposal. However, there was a herd of bees going after the same dandelions. I did not fight them. Maybe I'll go out this afternoon and try to get more. Or, I could listen to my back yelling "HOT TUB NOW!" I think I'll go turn on the heat.